Search The Archive

Search form

Collection Search
Date: June 22nd 1885

June 22 - Arrived too late last night to pitch camp, so rolled in his blanket, each slept under the starry sky. Not a grumble was heard, nor a swearey note. We lay like warriors taking their rest, with blankets tucked around us. And we had one glorious sleep. Breakfast was good but we missed our Frog Lake fish.